October 4, 2012

Diapered on the road

  One very convenient thing about loving diapers is their practical uses along with the pleasurable ones. A few months ago, during the summer, a friend who is also in the DL scene took a road trip with me. It was time to get diapered on the road. It really helps to not have to stop constantly and you know how women are on the road,lol. Then not to mention, once we have to stop and pee we inevitably have to shop and gets snacks and freshen up (which is usually at least a 20-30min deal by itself). So yeah, diapers definitely mean making better time. And then the fun part…after being on the road for hours in a soaked diaper, we can’t wait to check into our hotel room for some playtime. The first thing we do after we get into room, changing time! Time to get those wet diapers off each other. It feels so good to get changed after being wet for so long. And it feels REALLY good to get wet in a whole other way. Of course we can’t help ourselves, both being sexy diaper lovers. After riding for that long in a wet diaper, I can’t help how horny it makes me. And I know she was definitely turned on. I didn’t think we would even make it to the hotel she was so horny. Figured we were going to end up on the side of some little traveled road with her head between my legs on the hood of the car. But…we made it, just barely,lol. As soon as we got in the door she thrust me down on the bed saying “time to see how wet you are Josie“. I just giggled and started lifting up my skirt. She pushed my hands away and took care of the rest. Want to hear all the tantalizing details about our hot diapered sex on the road? Give me a call and I will tell you every last erotic detail til I have you cumming in your own diaper on the other end of the line. Cum on, you know you want to… ~Josie DL 888~430~2010
March 16, 2011

Diaper Changes

Its hard sometimes to find a quiet place to change a baby’s diaper because as we all know they wiggle and squirm. Babies one thing about them are not still no matter what you try to entertain them with while you are attending to their needs. But one thing is for sure when you get them all cleaned and diapered up they are back to being that happy little baby. Lily
September 21, 2010

One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. You’d run from people’s feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write– ‘Cause I’m just one inch tall). by Shel Silverstein Lily
August 31, 2010

My Dream (A Vision Of Peace)

Where the mountains touch the sky Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly A secret place above the crowd Just beneath a silver-lined cloud. Lift your eyes to a snowy peak And see the soon-to-be we seek Whisper DREAMS and let them rise To the mountains old and wise. Climbers climb, it’s time to try Where the mountains touch the sky Take me there. Oh take me now… Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow! Where the ocean meets the sky Where dolphin dance and seagulls fly A place in DREAMS, I know so well The sea inside a single shell. Far across the living sea A pale blue possibility Beyond the castles made of sand Tomorrow in a small child’s hand. Only DREAMERS need apply Where the ocean meets the sky Take me there. Oh take me now… Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow. A common ground for one and all Behind the crystal waterfall Where Peace flows like a mighty stream Like Dr. King I have a DREAM. Imagine such a goal in sight For red and yellow, black and white New Delhi, Peking, Kenya, Rome Earth is the place that we call home. Baghdad, Bangkok, Tel Aviv One race HUMAN, we still believe It matters what we say and do This DREAM is ME, this DREAM is YOU! When walls of hate have fallen fast When prejudice has long since passed When last is first and first is last Come DREAM with me Where the forest reach the sky Wake up and DREAM and don’t be shy. No thorns of war, a perfect rose This is where Gandhi’s DREAM grows Whisper now; let the DREAM begin It’s time to trust the truth within. This is where we seek and find A gift in being colorblind DREAM on DREAMERS, hopes are high Where the forest reach the sky. Take me there. Oh take me now Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow. Now, listen close, the future calls… Build your bridges and tear down walls! For time has taught and so it seems Realities are born of DREAMS! Blessed are the peacemakers… Silvie
November 25, 2009

Thanksgiving Comments I hope eveyone has a great turkey day tomorrow with your loved ones. Be safe and thankful. Mommy Josie ask for the” turkey special” to get a discounted rate, hurry because it only lasts through midnight Nov. 30!!
October 27, 2008

A Gift

Wouldn’t you like to receive something like this as a gift? I sure would. It has everything in it to relax. Take a nice bath, eat a cookie, put some great smelling lotion on, eat a cookie, put some soothing music on, eat a cookie. Come to think of it, the only thing that will happen if you do happen to get a gift like this is you will become fat lol. Later Taters, Stacie 1-888-430-2010
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